Lyrics Beast - Big $how

Big $how back at it, I caught em all lackin, man I want the rolly I don't need a patek,
Drop all these bangers they take me for granted I blow up this beat then I watch them all panic

Know how I be on the freeway, Don't mess with 12 but I like Green Bay,
all of my debit cards prepaid, shawty got all my songs presaved

Dangerous dude when I'm aiming at you man I broke in the game just to break it in two, getting brain in the coupe from my favorite masseuse dawg I'm so far ahead I can play with my food

I'm unlocked with a key, like Lebron with a 3, when I drop all these bars that I thought in a week
And they thought I was weak, till I popped off a bob then a weave, now I know they not talkin to me

Like you aint been in real fights, I just say what feels right, scrolling past these thirst traps like that's not you in real life, you know I'm the real boy, Big $how better chill boy, make it onto billboards they stay paying bills boy

Everyday, they put that bag on me, tried to catch me lackin but I got it underneath
Superstar, no one else is in my league, praying on my downfall they don't know that I'm a beast
Tell em that Big $how a beast, get out the way imma feast, they wanted me dead a price on my head yeah they want a milli at least, yall got me all in my bag, my back to the wall I'm unleashed, practice don't preach, word to my priest, yall got me stunting my money on fleek

Set a pick and roll, like I'm on a roll man
Bros over everything you gotta know that
Ten toes down I don't gotta toe tap
I aint got no ceiling on me this the floor plan
Haters hating on me they don't like my format
But I always take the high road I'm not a low man
Call me Big $how you know I'm a showman
they don't like my flow they get with the program

You think you ball so hard so tell me why your wins low
Knock yo head down, like we playing limbo
She tryna hit my line I know that she a bimbo forreal
They thought I didn't notice how am I so nimble forreal